The title of this post is the current high-temp record-holder for Mia's fever. Yup - sick baby. Yesterday was ok because she mainly slept all day and when she was awake mostly just wanted to lie on my chest like overcooked pasta and whimper gently. Today was not so good. Today was more about refusing to eat or sleep or be put down for a second for any reason.
Right now she's asleep in my bed after slightly less than an hour of cooing and patting and singing and sticking her fingers up my nose. I managed to escape, although for a while there I thought I might have to chew my own arm off at the shoulder to manage it and am compulsively running down the hall every five seconds to make sure she hasn't rolled out of bed or smothered herself with my pillow or started a small fire in the bedroom from the heat waves rolling off her forehead.
The silver lining is that yesterday we journeyed to see the hotty pediatrician and he was all good-smelly and concerned and Mia was so miserable that he let her just sit on my lap while he listened to her lungs and stuff which meant I got to spend several minutes in very close proximity to his good-smelly geeked-out hotness, and that was nice. Not as nice as it would be to have a kid who was not sick or screamy or hot enough to melt steel and getting two new molars to boot, but still nice.
Anyway - anybody have any advice on how a 5'6" woman can sleep comfortably in a crib? Mia is taking up my entire side of the bed and there is no way I'm going to risk walking her and besides, it is totally Chris's turn to deal with her.